Chapter 207: Peerless Scene
The bodyguards of the program team rushed forward and dragged Jiayao out from under the horse's hooves.
"Wheeh!" The wild horse suddenly made a strange neighing sound.
Xu Ying's pupils suddenly contracted.
What sounded like a horse's ordinary neigh to ordinary people was a clear cry of pain to her: [Something stuck in the left front hoof.]
"Relax!" Xu Ying suddenly let go of the reins and raised his hands above his head. "I can heal your injury!"
"I can understand what animals say."
"You got something stuck in your left front hoof, didn't you?"
The anxious Przewalski's horse calmed down a little when it heard Xu Ying's friendly voice, and stared at Xu Ying with its big watery eyes.
The other horses in the herd were worried about their families, so they took small steps over and surrounded Xu Ying.
The hot breath coming out of his nostrils sprayed on her body.
The heavy breathing made Xu Ying's heart beat faster unconsciously.
Xu Ying looks very handsome on the surface, but he is actually a little nervous.
The director and the security team watching the surveillance video were also nervous, their hearts in their throats.
Now Xu Ying was surrounded by these wild horses. If he made the horses angry by mistake, he would probably die on the spot.
Audiences across the internet were on edge as they watched the footage from the drone.
Desert rescuers' work is truly dangerous! I suggest the government give them a bonus!
I watched Xiao Xu's video before, and it was quite entertaining. I didn't expect that he didn't show us the dangerous side.
[I hate Jiayao even more. He always causes trouble for others!]
Jiayao’s fans have gone into hiding and dared not speak.
The sand-covered first aid kit slipped from Xu Ying's waist, and the tweezers and medicine powder flashed coldly in the sunlight.
Xu Ying patiently explained, "I'm a doctor sent by the state to treat animals. This is a human-made powder that works very quickly."
In the suffocating confrontation, the stallion panted heavily and finally slowly lowered its front hooves.
The scorching sun scorches the Gobi Desert, and the sand is so hot that it can burn the skin.
Xu Ying knelt on one knee on the scorching sand, and immediately felt a sharp pain in her knee, but she did not move.
Her left hand steadily held up the wild horse's injured front hoof, and her fingertips gently stroked the swollen skin at the edge of the hoof.
"It will hurt a little." Her voice was as soft as if she was coaxing a child, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife.
In the close-up shot, the sharp flint was deeply embedded in the horse's hoof pad, the surrounding tissue was an unhealthy grayish-white, and festering granulations were faintly visible between the cracks in the stone.
This is not a fatal injury, but it is like sand in the shoes that can never be poured out, which wears away the nerves day after day, forcing this proud desert overlord to lower his noble head.
Xu Ying took out tweezers from his waist with his right hand.
Her breathing suddenly became extremely light, almost synchronized with the wild horse's heavy breathing.
"Three, two"
The moment Mustang exhaled, she suddenly flipped her wrist.
The tweezers cut into the cuticle at a perfect 45-degree angle, precisely grasping the edge of the flint along the grain.
At the same time, press the blood vessels with your thumb to prevent sudden bleeding from irritating the horse.
The whole process was so fast that even a high-speed camera could only capture an afterimage.
"alright."
The bloody flint clanked into the first aid kit.
The wound was cleaned before the wild horse could even react to the pain.
Xu Ying turned and took out the medicine bottle, which contained light green ointment.
Her movements suddenly became extremely gentle. She dipped her fingertips in the ointment and gently drew circles on the wound, just like applying lotion to a newborn.
The wild horse's wet breath brushed against the top of her hair, and her heavy breathing gradually calmed down.
When Xu Ying finally wrapped the horse's hoof with a bandage, the half-ton desert overlord actually lowered its head and gently placed its forehead on her shoulder - this is the highest etiquette for a foal in the Przewalski's horse herd to show weakness to its mare.
Under the scorching sun, sweat dripped down Xu Ying's eyelashes and onto the horse's hooves.
She wiped her face casually, leaving a bloody mark on her cheek - her arm had been cut by the noose at some point.
The scarlet color contrasted with her relaxed smile, and in the aerial drone shot, she looked like a wild rose blooming in the desert.
The stallion's wet nose brushed against the side of her neck. This wild and unruly desert elf was now as docile as a house cat.
"It's okay." She patted the wild horse's neck, her voice filled with a hoarse smile, "Go."
The wild horse raised its head and let out a long neigh, then turned and ran towards the waiting herd.
Its running posture became light and agile again, as if it had never been injured.
However, the next moment, an even more shocking scene appeared!
Xu Ying was about to stand up when he suddenly stopped.
The entire herd of horses had quietly formed a semicircle without anyone noticing.
The leading stallion lowered its head, slowly bent its front knees, and its heavy body pressed a shallow pit in the sand.
Then came the second and third horses, a total of twelve Przewalski's horses, who bent their front knees one after another like soldiers being inspected.
Grains of sand rolled down their shiny fur, looking like golden rain in the sunlight.
Xu Ying stood there, her throat suddenly tight. She knew what this meant—it wasn't submission, it wasn't fear, it was the most precious gift from the desert creatures: recognition.
The stallion raised his head, and her figure was reflected in his amber eyes. He neighed briefly,
Behind him, Jia Yao slumped on the sand, staring at the scene in amazement.
His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
The program staff and the audience in front of the screen were amazed at this visual feast.
[Even the script couldn't produce this effect. My webmaster Xu is so awesome!]
[Is this a veterinarian? This is the god of veterinary medicine!]
[From today on, Xu Ying is my only sister! ]
【Jia Yao's fans should go and kowtow to Xu Ying.】
Xu Ying stood up and responded with a standard knight's salute.
She brushed the sand off her knees.
She turned and looked at Jiayao. The blood on her face had dried, appearing dark red in the sunlight.
Jiayao was still slumped on the sand. His lips were trembling violently, his carefully applied eyeliner had become smudged with sweat, and his expensive ripped jeans were now truly ripped.
"Thank you." The top idol's voice sounded like it had been polished by sandpaper.
"Can you still walk?"
"Do you still need me to carry you back?"
The teasing in his tone made Jiayao blush instantly.
He hurriedly got up, but suddenly froze when he saw the bloody marks on Xu Ying's arm caused by the reins.
"Your Hand"
Xu Ying casually shook his arm, "It's just a minor injury."
She bent down to pick up the noose on the ground and suddenly frowned. "But you have to pay for this. It's hand-woven in Italy."
Of course I have to take advantage of the opportunity to make a fortune!
Jia Yao opened his mouth, but finally just nodded heavily.
For the first time, something other than fear and arrogance appeared in his eyes - pure awe.
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